Has my Master left me to crumple back against this mighty oak, shaking and shivering as I come down from the bliss that he has granted me? Am I alone ...gain?I am not. My Master's strong hands grasp the underside of my knees, lifting me. My body is pulled away from the tree, tightening the ropes securing my wrists behind it. He upends me, my legs bouncing forward as they are freed from my kneeling position. I am folded to my Master's will as I feel my ankles anchored upon each of his shoulders.My. Phir wo uthi bed se aur mere laand ko haat me pakad kar hilane lagimene usse muh me lene ko kaha phele ghabrai par phir maan gai aur mera lene lagi usko chusate hua me pagal hone laga aur mere muh se ahhhh aur jorse aaisi aawaj niklane lagi wo jor se karne lagi aur kuch der me mera uske muh me gir gaya aur usne spit kar diya.phir uske kaha aab mujhe chod do meri chut puri tarah gili ho gai he mujse sahan nahi ho raha. phir mene use letaya uski tange chodi ki. aur uski chut mujhe dekh kar dalne. "Well," Claire grinned, "we have to get rid of it and it seems such a shame to waste it." Come on dad," Lorna laughed, "it's a buzz, why don't you try it before giving us the lecture."Biting back a retort I counted to ten and let myself calm down. Looking at it calmly and with a brain more than a little befuddled by booze I came to the conclusion that burning the stuff was as good a way as any to get rid of it and I had long been curious about the stuff."All right," I sighed, "give me one of. (if your new here M is short for Master, the official title my husband holds within our M/s bdsm dynamic. Im s, for slave)our next fuck was in the hotel room. us girls were enjoying each other alot. you guys were watching the show a bit before joining in. agian M was just hanging back watching most of it until he got spit roasted. lesbian action is always top teir action. we saw you agian when we went up your way. we didnt food around but we ate good food at the deli. I was 5ft from a.